Thank you to bairnsidhe for allowing me the use of Nzinga from Undercover Fashion Also: Thank you to ysabetwordsmith for minor ideas on clothing, for small, still growing, shifter children.

::Set Mainly in Ms. Martin's shop. No spoilers unless slightly (And I do mean slight) child distress bothers you.::

There was the thud, then the tiny laughter, though it was a bit shaky, like the poor child had been crying just recently. Nzinga wondered who it could be; there were very few who traveled her portal just after she’d opened; she usually had at least a few minutes before customers came. She recognized him, if only from the holo he’d sent, as he walked-no, padded- to the door, where a child of about three or four climbed from his back before he shifted-and made her blink. It wasn’t often she saw shifters, and this one was formidable in both his human *and* tiger forms.
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